I’m pretty sure that anything after 3 for me is just additional hangover material
Which is not to say I have the presence of mind to remember that when ordering pint 4, or 5 even…
I’m pretty sure that anything after 3 for me is just additional hangover material
Which is not to say I have the presence of mind to remember that when ordering pint 4, or 5 even…
the third pint is a real phenomenon, i think. how many times i’ve linked up with a mate “just for one”, which means a round each. then that tricky decision comes along “shall we…?” and all hell breaks loose! ![]()
Going for a pint = 2 to 3 pints
A couple of pints = 3 to 5 pints
Going out “for drinks” = defo getting shitted, may not be home before 2am
No more than two is the best answer, if not the most enjoyable (at the time) answer.
Facts
Any more than 2 and the evening takes a different turn.
I’d say 1 pint of cold lager is optimal, particularly on a hot day. You can really enjoy it. Anything further doesn’t taste the same.
Any gigs or clubs, I’m unashamedly on the halves these days. Apart from anything, carrying a whole pint around is a pain in the arse. (And don’t get me started on the two-pinters they have at gigs now.)
This guy mentions twelve pints, which would 100% put me in the hospital
Last time time I was properly wankered (before Christmas - works do - when Mrs J_C had to a) get me inside as I was shouting ‘shut the fuck up’ to the neighbour’s barking dog at the top of my voice as I came back to the front door b) had to help me undress and c) had to feed me stew) I had a pint of shit Lager and two large glasses of Red Wine with the meal, then onto a bar where I had two IPAs in quick succession before I managed to escape the work colleagues and met up with a mate in a different bar where I had 7 pints of Leith Juice plus I think three different tasty Islay malts…
All on a three course Christmas meal where I ate the soup, a few potatoes and some of the (vegetarian) main and a few bites of a very lame dessert.
I repeatedly said wasn’t going to drink at the meal too, but social anxiety…I’m not proud ![]()
I was working the day after too…
I’ve been very much off it since, apart from the odd strict one and done.
Mate of mine, in our much younger days, used to talk about, “doing a gallon.” (8 pints).
Even the thought of that makes me shudder now.
Of course there are evenings where I absolutely want it to take a different turn and then all bets are off!
I must ‘do a gallon’ at least every Friday or Saturday. Even in the rave days when everyone else was on water, i’d drink Newcastle Brown along with the pingers.
Same, away match days on a long trip can get a bit out of hand ( in a good way) sometimes but beer generally doesn’t make me too hungover tbh. Think its why I dont get on the spirits or wine much these days.
this thread has now clearly had more than two!
4 pints is absolutely the worst number of pints.
I go to local most Friday / Saturday / Sunday afternooon & find 2.5 is optimum
Usually only 2 Saturday & Sunday
If I go to 3 on a Friday always regret the last 1/2
Was in Holland recently & much prefer that size of glass ( the glasses looks so much nicer & bigger than a british half which looks tiny)
& wish pubs did bitterballen
I concur - Too far gone & No Way back but not far enough
I actually agree. It’s just the point of perfect feeling. There’s no way, if i’ve had 4, i’m stopping there. The expression ‘one over the eight’ exists for a reason though.